2020 100 Stats, the Way to Activate Real Dream

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Luke, who had always been wary of the Marvel universe and was never arrogant about the increase in his strength, wasn't bewitched by this illusory sense of power.

Conversely, this feeling stimulated his scientific urges, and he once again focused on his research.

He cultivated, tested, studied and analyzed things every day. When the time came, Gold Nugget, who had been promoted as a family life assistant, would automatically call him and Selina out of their respective workshops to eat and chat.

Occasionally, when they felt listless, they didn't wear the armor that was well-known all over the world, but used nanomasks to change their appearance and go out for a bit of exercise.

No matter how famous the Dark Knight and Black Cat were, they couldn't intimidate everyone; there would always be people who would take their chances.

After they cut down on using their superhero aliases, a lot of criminals started sneaking back into New York.

Even though Ursa Minor carried out plenty of cleanup operations daily, this couldn't suppress these criminals' desire to hit it big.

Everybody knew that New York's tycoons, financial elites, and entertainment venues which liked to play with illegal drugs were practically starving – a small amount of the goods would be enough to make a fortune.

Once they discovered that Knight and Black Cat were taking down fewer gangs, how could they bear it?

Amidst this wishful thinking, the criminals disappeared silently one by one after delivering the goods; the disappearances were scattered enough that they actually didn't arouse much suspicion.

On the contrary, many people in New York started following rumors about parties they could go to, like moths to a flame.

This change in tactics had nothing to do with a change in Luke's temperament; it was Director Selina finally breaking away from her cheap taste for 'charging in to beat people up.'

After all, most gangsters would piss their pants the moment the Dark Knight and Black Cat appeared.

There were plenty of smart people who gritted their teeth and held out one hand.

"If you confess, only one part will be broken. If you resist, all five limbs will be broken." This was a common saying in New York, and even gang members in other cities had heard it.

This wasn't a bad thing, but Director Selina found it boring.

So, she herself suggested using ordinary people with unfamiliar faces to uphold justice.

Sure enough, none of the criminals admitted defeat beforehand. Instead, most of them strutted around and fought back even after being beaten up.

To distance herself from Black Cat, she couldn't break their hands, but the special effects of various little gadgets were actually more fun than breaking hands.

Working and having fun at the same time, two people and one dog were very happy.

It took around four months for all of Luke's stats to reach 100.

Dexterity was the second attribute to be upgraded.

The situation this time wasn't bad, and didn't affect his external appearance much.

Director Selina simply took the opportunity to take another look at his perfect body.

In the end, the upgrade in Mental Strength sent her soul flying. Luke had to use Mental Resistance on her several times before she came back to her senses.

What made him even more speechless was that she actually didn't remember anything – she just felt dizzy and lost her awareness.

Luke could only use Real Dream to make her fall into a deep sleep and recover from the intense impact.

Naturally, this was the negative effect of an overflow that couldn't be completely restrained after Mental Strength reached 100. It was similar to Mental Interference.

In the past, he could only achieve this by using his abilities. Now, he could do it with a casual glance.

The difference was too big.

It was like an ordinary person without professional training breaking Bolt's world record, which would just mean that the person's innate foundation surpassed Bolt's.

Thinking that, Luke looked down at the dog head next to his feet.

Gold Nugget blinked. "Huh?"

Amused, Luke rubbed its head vigorously. "I suddenly realize that you have a lot of advantages over Selina."

Delighted, the dog head nudged his hand and whined.

Luke chuckled. At the very least, he didn't have to take care of two dizzy guys at the same time.

While stroking the dog's head with a smile, he added some happy scenes to Selina's dream so that she could relax.

Real Dream after 100 Mental Strength was just that strong.

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Selina vaguely felt like she was on a pure white beach.

There was soft sand under her, and her skin was warm from the sun. There seemed to be a table full of iced drinks next to her, and a guy had his perfect body exposed as he chattered away.

This dream wasn't bad. It was more beautiful than anything she had before.

As for why, she subconsciously ignored this point.

Suddenly, the hazy scene turned clear.

Selina could clearly see every speck of grain on the expanse of white beach that was in her line of sight, and her muddled mind cleared up.

Stunned for a moment, she rolled her eyes.

Not far away, the waves broke unhurriedly on the beach, kicking up white foam.

The palm trees, coconut trees and tropical flowers on the side were a beautiful motley of colors.

The iced drinks on the table were all her favorite. Sparkling water droplets quietly slid down the drinks.

The soft sand she was touching felt even more real.

She grabbed a handful of sand, then let go.

A gentle sea breeze blew the sand back onto the beach.

Selina murmured, "How can this dream be any more beautiful?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Luke, who was rubbing sunblock on her back. "Darling, who am I?"

Luke pondered for a few seconds. "Madam Director?"

Selina said, "Get lost."

A moment later, she looked at Luke, who was sleeping lazily in a chair on the side, and was a little unhappy. "Isn't this too real? Why can't you be a little more obedient, like Gold Nugget?"

A certain dog head looked at her disdainfully and didn't even bother to express its opinion.

She flushed with anger and grabbed the dog's head. "B*stard, why are you becoming disobedient too? This isn't fun at all."

As soon as she said that, a woman's voice rang out not far away. "Miss Hayek, your dinner is here."

A few meters away, a young girl in a waitress uniform pushed a food cart to a stop from a restaurant.

A moment ago, this restaurant also didn't exist.

"Dinner's ready, you two b*stards." Selina acted as usual.

In this dream, she didn't need to consider logic.

True logic would probably piss her off — like a certain person and a certain dog head.

Two people and one dog sat down, and the waitress disappeared as soon as she was done with her work.

At some point, the sun had started to set.

White muslin curtains fluttered in the night breeze.

After a mouthful of food, Selina narrowed her eyes. "I want more. Give me that."

Luke, who was next to her, was unperturbed. He picked up the food with his fork and swiftly stuffed it into Selina's mouth.

Tasting the delicious food, Selina chuckled. "This dream is finally normal again. Thank god."

In her happiness, she didn't see Luke roll his eyes. This dream really is very normal for you.